Today is the due date for my lovely and talented sister’s first baby. This is her first child and the first girl in the family. To say we are excited is an understatement. This will also officially give me a new title- AUNT! I’m the only one with kids in my family and I am ready to have someone to share this parenting journey with. It sucks that she is so far away. I feel like we miss out on so much, but that’s life, right?
But, of course, as we all know, a due date doesn’t really mean much in the grand scheme of things. So far she’s been doing pretty well and there isn’t much to report on. (Maybe that sweltering Kansas City heat will kick things into high gear?) That doesn’t stop me from checking for texts and sleeping with my phone, just in case. I mean she’s coming sooner or later and at this point, probably sooner. My bags are (mostly) packed, I still have to figure out what I’m packing for Judah. I’m trying to clean and do laundry so it’s not a complete disaster when my in-laws arrive to help watch the boys while I’m gone.
I’ve never been away from my boys (except for when I had Judah) and I am going to miss them so much. I can’t even think about how much I’m going to miss them so I have kind of onvined myself that they are somehow going to be with me.
I’m also interested in how I’m going to do with Judah on my own. I’ve never traveled by myself with a kid before. Yes, my mom and sister will be there, but they will be doting on my sister and her husband and the newest member of the family.
I hope I can keep it all under control, Judah is a force of nature.